Chapter Nine: Potions, Parseltongue, and the Fates.
The next day, Harry made his way to the Great Hall for Breakfast. He was looking forward to his lessons today as he had Charms and Potions. He had felt prepared as he had read the potions book and like Hermione had finished the first year book for charms. As he walked down with Dudley and Hermione, he brushed past Draco Malfoy.
He curtly nodded in his direction, and Malfoy returned the nod. Hermione looked perplexed.
"What was that about?" Hermione asked.
"Just because I don't like him doesn't mean that I have to be a prick like he is to me. Maybe I can teach him a lesson in humility. I can already tell you that I threw out his favourite potions teacher." Harry said smiling.
"Yeah, how did you know that?" Dudley asked.
"You should know, Hogwarts spoke to you too as you and I both control the wards of the school since we are the heirs." Harry said frowning that his cousin was asking such a basic question.
"Hogwarts never spoke to me, you are the heir Harry," Dudley said. "I am only their heir to two founders. You are the heir to all four via your father and your mother."
"Dudley is correct Harry, he is only heir to slytherin and Gryffindor. There is a reason why your Aunt was placed in Slytherin, she is the sole heir to slytherin, albeit so is your mother but she has more of Gryffindor's blood like you. You are a parselmouth because of your mothers heritage. You are the only sole heir to all four of the founders." Fawkes replied to Harry's confusion.
"This is not something that I realised. Thank you Fawkes." Harry said.
The phoenix merely nodded his head from Harry's shoulder. They made their way to the Great Hall and got the surprise of their life. Harry's Aunt Petunia was sitting at the staff table.
"Harry, Sirius has been recalled to the Auror Department because of the shortage. Your Aunt has been selected by your grandmother to replace him for the time being. I hope that this is sufficient." Lady Hogwarts told him.
"Yes it is fine." He told the castle.
"Dudley, Gran, decided to have Aunt Petunia replace Sirius as potions master, the ministry recalled him to the Auror Department due to dwindling numbers." Harry informed his cousin in parseltongue as they sat down.
He did not notice that the moment he spoke parseltongue, that everyone at the Gryffindor table was staring. This followed by the other three houses staring.
This is when Minerva stood up.
"It looks as though you have forced your own hand Harry, you may as well come up here as you are the only one of five that can properly explain this. And the other four are currently not wanting to be known." She called.
He knew what would happen. The whole school would start talking, there were old legends about the school and amongst them was the legend of the Chamber of Secrets.
Going up to the podium, Harry stood and using a sonorus charm so that the school could hear him, he began to speak.
"You all heard me speak parseltongue just a few moments ago. I am the last Heir of Slytherin. I am also the last Heir to Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, of course the sorting hat put me where I am of the purest blood; which was Gryffindor. IF any of you have any problems with this, then you can take it up with the Headmistress. Who of course you heard me refer to as my Grandmother the night of my sorting. She is the mother of my mum and Aunt Petunia. I am Lord Hogwarts and as such I own the castle. If I hear one word against me, or better yet if Hogwarts hears or senses that any of you mean any of my family or friends harm, she has my orders to intervene.
He was interrupted as a collective gasp went through the Great Hall.
"What? You don't think with a bunch of underage witches and wizards around that magic wouldn't permeate the entire being of the castle. She is as alive as you or I and she now has orders to intervene on my behalf if any of my family is harmed or threatened. This includes Hermione Granger, and Neville Longbottom and any of my other friends who are not out just for my money. Don't make the mistake of slandering my family or friends. Now just because I own the school doesn't mean that I want to be treated any different than that of a normal student. We are all late for class because this explanation was needed. Dismissed." Harry said stepping down from the podium.
He and his friends went to potions and waited for their Professor to show up.
When his Aunt did show, she started the class of with a quiz.
"Mr. Potter what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" she asked the moment Harry had sat down.
"A sleeping draught so powerful, it is known as the draught of living death." Harry promptly answered.
"Thirty points to Gryffindor." Petunia said pleased.
"Mr. Longbottom, where would you find a bezoar?" Petunia asked the Hufflepuff.
"The stomach of a goat," Neville answered confidently.
"Take thirty points for Hufflepuff," the Professor answered smiling.
There was suddenly a loud explosion, outside on the castle grounds.
"ALL STUDENTS ARE TO RETURN TO THEIR DORMITORIES, AND ALL STAFF ARE TO REPORT TO THE GROUNDS, THERE ARE NO EXCEPTIONS TO THIS ORDER. ALL STUDENTS RETURN TO YOUR DORMITIORIES." Professor McGonagall's magnified voice echoed througout the castle.
Harry looked at his friends and rolled his eyes. His Grandmother didn't expect him and his friends to follow this order. He motioned them to follow him.
As they walked there appeared corridors that none of them even knew existed and since Harry had the memories of all four founders of the castle being built, he knew every passage and corridor initmately. He was baffled that Hogwarts had concealed this from him, since it was Lady Hogwarts that had given him the memories of the founders building her.
They arrived outside to see the most spectacular duel. It wasn't the duel that astonished them the most, it was who was dueling.
Dueling right in the middle of the Quidditch Pitch was James and Lily Potter and Cynthia and Markus Evans dueling against Albus Dumbledore himself….
Seeing that he had gained an Audience, Dumbledore vanished.
"WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING? HE CANNOT APPARATE INSIDE THE HOGWARTS GROUNDS! AND WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY DOING ALIVE?!" Harry shouted at the closest person next to him.
James heard him and turned to look at his son.
"Guess who decided to let us come back early?" he said smiling.
Harry simply looked from his father to his mother to his maternal Grandparents.
Then with no warning, Harry fainted….
